Chapter 415 Reverse - The Correct Way of Cultivating Eight-Door Dunjia (One Update!)

Chapter 415 Reverse - The Correct Way of Cultivating Eight-door Dunjia (One update!)

The area around Winterhold College is a large wilderness, covered in white snow.

The turbulent airflow in the sky was mixed with ice slag and hit people's faces. For ordinary creatures, the environment here was bad enough.

If it is in the game of the physical world, this place is actually not too big.

But when it really exists as a world, it appears extremely vast.

Yi Qiu looked around at a glance, and the surroundings were all white, and there was only one color left in the whole world.

Even though Yi Qiu was in the sky, he couldn't find any special area.

"Aww!!!"

At this moment, a loud and long howling sound attracted Yi Qiu's attention.

Dragons of Skyrim have a habit of roaring periodically.

In Skyrim, the roar of a dragon has all sorts of special magical powers.

In a sense, it also has the effect of summoning dragonborn, which can promote the harmonious control of the number of dragons in the sky.

After thinking for a while, Yi Qiu lowered the evil wind a bit, and then moved in the direction of the dragon's roar.

The dragons in the sky have great differences in combat power depending on the type. Yi Qiu is going to find the most common dragon species to practice first.

After all, no matter how weak it is in the game, it is still a dragon.

For most planes, dragons are not such weak creatures.

"call……"

After flying for a short while, Yi Qiu held down the cloud head and watched the dragon soaring recklessly in the sky through the boundless flying snow.

This is the first time Yi Qiu has come into contact with a dragon so closely. Its huge body and winding bat wings all show a kind of daunting power.

Yi Qiu could hear the loud sound of its strong bat wings hitting the air, which was a performance full of vitality and vitality.

Just like a fluttering bird, people can clearly feel the rhythm that comes from the source of life.

Simply put, it sounds chewy...

Yi Qiu patted his bald head calmly. He doesn't have intuitive combat detection ability and equipment now.

Skyrim's dragons don't have very noticeable color differences like those of the five-color dragons. In fact, their overall painting style is very similar.

This requires a certain amount of dragon-sky branch knowledge to judge, which is obviously not available to Yi Qiu.

But Yi Qiu didn't feel too dangerous aura from the soaring dragon, that is to say, at least it didn't have the ability to kill Yi Qiu instantly.

After secretly observing for a while, Yi Qiu pressed his cloud head and left quietly.

He was going to try to open the Ni-Eight Door Dunjia first, and if he couldn't control it in the end, he would come over and kick it to pieces, or wait until he succeeded before coming over to hammer it.

Then, Yi Qiu watched from the sky, found a snow-covered basin and flew over...

"call……"

In the icy world, Yi Qiu stood on the thick snow layer in the nameless basin.

The accumulation of long time has made the snow layer here have a very considerable thickness. Yi Qiu is not quite sure why the mages of Skyrim chose such an area to establish Winterhold College.

After all, the environment here is not a comfortable scene for mages with relatively fragile physiques.

Yi Qiu began to recall the specific operation details of Ni-Bamen Dunjia. He had never opened the door of death, but the power of the door of death was beyond doubt.

As far as Yi Qiu's own conditions are concerned, if he wants to open the Ni-Eight Door Dunjia, he needs to complete the reversal within a very short time after opening the Dead Door.

Otherwise, it will be more difficult to shake the eight-door dunjia that has formed a complete energy circuit later.

For other users, they don't have such troubles, and Yi Qiu's physique has reached extraordinary.

If he doesn't seize the fleeting opportunity at the beginning, he doubts that the door in his body will complete self-healing in a very short time.

This means that he must succeed once, he needs to completely break through the door in his body once.

Yi Qiu calmed down for a while, and then quietly felt the door in his body.

The howling cold wind, frost and snow outside could not disturb him, and his current spiritual state had already reached a certain level.

Just after Yi Qiu fully concentrated his consciousness on the area where the door was opened, he began to use the head to assist him in the operation of the Eight Gate Dunjia.

The energy in his body began to flow rapidly, and then...

"thump……"

"thump……"

Just when Yi Qiu was about to directly open the door of death, a sharp pain in his heart made him stop.

Clear disaster?

Yi Qiu touched his bald head, and suddenly found that he had found the most correct posture for him to open the Ni-Bamen Dunjia...

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"Ahem..."

Ferrer-Sila struggled to pull out her snow boots from the thick snow. She was a dragon hunter.

This is a very famous profession outside, but it is actually very rare.

Because hunting dragons is not just for fun.

And what it bears is a heavy and bloody history, a legacy full of thorns and tribulations.

Ferrer-Sila herself is not very interested in this profession, or she doesn't really recognize this profession.

Because she thinks dragon hunting is a risky choice, but it is definitely not suitable as a profession.

But she still took over the bow from her grandmother in the end, there is always some inheritance that needs to be sacrificed...

The dragon hunter level of Feller-Sila is not high, because this is a profession that needs the blood of dragons to gain growth power.

"Before we appeared, dragons had no natural enemies, but when the first dragon hunter picked up a dragon hunting bow, there have been..."

Grandma's ramblings are still ringing in Ferrer-Sila's ears. Unfortunately, she can no longer argue with her as before.

Because, when she took over the dragon-hunting bow, the grandmother returned to the embrace of the Father God peacefully.

"There are dragons in such a bad place?"

Fei Le Shila looked at the information on her retina from the information dealer, which said that there are a large number of dragon species in this world.

"Father God bless, I hope you don't become a white dragon again... I'm really fed up with the shame of these dragon clans."

The energy level of Fei Le Shila's current profession is all obtained by hunting white dragons. Of course, all she hunts and kills are white dragons below the adult dragon standard.

Although the white dragon is indeed relatively weak, but the adult white dragon still has a certain lethality.

At least for now, Feller-Sila doesn't think she can safely hunt down an adult white dragon.

Ferrer-Sila prayed silently in her heart, while looking around vigilantly.

Where white dragons are likely to appear in this way, frost giants will also become common.

However, although there are some differences in this world, it's just that Fei Le Shila didn't get more detailed information.

Because the money she has left is only enough to pay for what she has now...

"Damn greenskins, one day I'm going to get all this money back."

Feile-Sila held her own dragon-hunting bow and thought with some annoyance.

And at this moment, she felt a sudden shock on the ground, a violent sound came from the air, and then a huge white mist like a mushroom cloud rose in the distance!